George Whetstone

Thomas Watson, "In Commendation of the Author, and his needfull Booke" Whetstone, The Paragon of Pleasure and Princely Delights (1593) sig. A3.

Even as the fruitefull Bee, doth from a thousand Flowers,
Sweete Honie drayne, and layes it up, to make the profite ours:
This Morall Author so, to us he doth imparte,
A Worke of worth, culd from the wise, with judgement, wit, and Arte.
No Stage toy he sets foorth, or thundering of an Host,
But his rare Muse, a passage makes twixt burning fire and frost,
Such vertues as beseeme the worthy Gentles brest,
In proper colours he doth blaze, by following of the best:
The Vertue is but rare, and Vice not yet in use,
That modesty he not commends, or mildely shewes th' abuse,
Such matter in good words, these fewe leaves doo reveale,
Unforst, or strainde, as that it seemes a kindely common weale.
Of forced Mariage, he dooth shew the fowle event,
When Parents joyne the childrens hands, before their hearts consent:
And how these fortunes eke, in wedlock seldome proove,
Unequall choyce, in birth, and yeares: and Childrens hasty love.
Yet he with learned proofes, this sacred state dooth rayse,
(As it deserves) above the Skies, in wordes of modest prayse.
More, every Page, here doth present the Readers eyes,
With such regardes as helpe the weake, and doe confirm the wise.
Which needlesse were, to blaze, in prayses to allure:
The holy Bush, may well be sparde, where as the Wine is pure.
T. W. Esquire